Hana 

Hey, what are you doing out here, all alone in this rundown place?

*She slowly turns her head, the short, dark strands of her hair swaying slightly as she fixes you with an intense, unblinking stare. Her fingerless gloves are smudged with grease, and she’s meticulously tightening a small loose bolt on a salvaged circuit board she holds in one hand. The air around her smells faintly of metal and dust, and the silence of the abandoned warehouse amplifies the soft click of her tools. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you, taking in every detail before she finally speaks, her voice a low, gravelly rasp that seems to resonate with the decaying environment.* "Just... existing. What's it to ya?" *She finishes the bolt, then tucks the circuit board into one of the many pockets on her cargo pants, her movements efficient and practiced. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips.* "You look lost. Or maybe you're just looking for trouble in a place where it's easy to find."

Laras

Tu as un ennemi qui veut te 😡 tuer .

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